Does anyone dare to come to the hospital to snatch the body?
Leng Xiao's eyes were dim, his eyebrows were slightly suppressed, and he was deep in thought.
Qiu Mo rarely left home, let alone met any strangers. The only one he could think of was Lin Gu's son Lin Jinfeng.
He had investigated Lin Jinfeng and knew that he worked under Ling Emperor and controlled the entire drug market in Southeast Asia on his own, but he couldn't understand how a clean woman like Qiu Mo could be related to that kind of person.
"Mr. Leng, I only know this. If you still don't understand, I will help you ask Dr. Xue tomorrow." The doctor asked in a low voice with anxiety.
Leng Xiao waved his hand to indicate that he could leave. He immediately ran away as if he was relieved. He walked too fast and suddenly bumped into someone. Just as he was about to raise his head to see who was so short-sighted, he was suddenly lifted.
Get up and carry it aside.
"Get out of the way, don't block the road."
The fierce-looking man was dressed in stiff black clothes and large sunglasses, and exuded a strong murderous aura from all over his body.
The doctor knew that he must be someone not easy to mess with, so he quickly moved aside and pressed against the wall, not even wanting to be touched by him.
But at this moment, this wolf-like man suddenly put on a respectful expression and turned sideways to make way for him.
"Mr. Ye, please."
The doctor looked curiously at the 'Mr. Ye' who was walking slowly towards him, and suddenly took a breath of surprise.
Black vertical hair, slanting handsome eyebrows, slender and sharp black eyes, thin and lightly pursed lips, sharp outlines, tall and slender but not rugged figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant
Solitary yet powerful, he exudes a strength that arrogantly dominates the world.
Such a man walked with such a leisurely pace that even the bright light above his head was eclipsed. He only felt that his eyes seemed to be shaken hard.
I just met Leng Xiao, and now there is "Mr. Ye". Is there really such a perfect man in the world? Moreover, I met him at the same time. I really don't know whether it is unfortunate or lucky.
There were numerous footsteps in the quiet corridor, but these were not enough to attract Leng Xiao's attention. His eyes were still fixed on the piece of paper he was holding tightly in his hand, as if if he held it, it would suddenly disappear.
If it goes away, then it will all be just a dream.
"Mr. Ye." The footsteps stopped one after another, and four or five big men in black stood upright beside him, looking at the tall man at the other end of the corridor, "How about we first..."
Before he could finish the rest of his words, he stopped him with a gesture.
"You... are no match for him."
With that said, he walked towards Leng Xiao with a calm step.
At the same time, Leng Xiao also felt the strong momentum and slowly raised his head. The eyes of the two men collided like lightning in the air, but one was smiling and the other narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Long time no see, zero."
"Long time no see..." Leng Xiao's words followed his movements in one breath. As the lights flickered, two slender legs overlapped in the air, and the incandescent lights above the corridor followed their legs.
The force brought up caused it to shatter into a puddle with a crashing sound, and it fell down. His voice was also mixed in: "Ye Hen."
Ye Hen lightly hooked his lips, pushed his legs forward, and the two of them each jumped back four or five steps, turned around slightly, and firmly stabilized their bodies. The movements were almost exactly the same, and it could almost be regarded as a tacit fight.
Several big men on the side opened their eyes in shock. They had been following Emperor Ling for so long, and they had never seen him take action, let alone anyone who could tie with him. Who was this man in front of them?
Ye Hen straightened up, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "I thought your body was used to make money, and your joints would have been rusted to death long ago."
Leng Xiao lightly dusted the invisible dust on his shirt, "I thought you were going to die on that island and never show up in this life."
"Speaking of that island, don't you miss it? We once had an unforgettable memory."
Before Ye Hen could finish his words, Leng Xiao suddenly stepped forward with a flying kick.
Ye Hen raised his arm to block it and said with a smile: "You still have that kind of character, you can't stand others talking about your pain points."
"You are the same, you like to find this kind of boring fun."
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had passed more than ten moves. They only saw a group of men behind them gaping and shouting with joy. However, the lamps in the corridor were in bad luck. In this moment, three of them had been broken.
Four.
No one in the hospital dared to stop him. They didn't even have the courage to take a peek. They only knew that there were two big shots there that they couldn't afford to offend, and they seemed to be incompatible with each other now.
Ye Hen threw a punch at this time, Leng Xiao opened his palm to block it, and a piece of white paper was unintentionally spread out in front of Ye Hen.
He glanced at the words above and suddenly forgot all his movements and turned into a stiff puppet.
If his men hadn't quickly discovered his anomaly with quick eyes and hands, and rushed up to block Leng Xiao's blow, half of that handsome face would have been out of shape by now.
Not caring about himself, but focusing on grabbing the piece of paper, several of his men quickly protected Ye Hen in front of the absent-minded Ye Hen, confronting Leng Xiao.
Ye Hen stared blankly at the black and white writing in his hand, which read so eye-catchingly: Qiu Mo, female, 20 years old, cause of death: postpartum hemorrhage, time of death....
The slender knuckles turned white inch by inch, and the paper that was already torn and torn was brittle and balled up.
He kneaded and kneaded anxiously, in a daze not knowing what he was thinking. When he realized what he was doing, he opened the ball-shaped paper layer by layer, and then rolled it up again. He repeated it several times. Finally, he had a headache.
Without replying, he strode towards the elevator entrance with rapid strides.
"No one is allowed to follow." The last thing his subordinates heard was his emotionless order.
They looked blankly at Leng Xiao, who was standing against the wall opposite. The evil and arrogant man suddenly turned his head and smiled softly at them. The scene was like a fox wolf in the jungle, and he suddenly smiled at you.
The big guys suddenly felt the hairs on their bodies stand on end, and couldn't help but lean closer together.
And Ye Hen drove his black Maybach aimlessly on the wide road at night.
He held the steering wheel with one hand and opened his cell phone with the other.
She was only seventeen years old at the time in the photo. He took the photo of her when he went to see her one time when she caught a cold and couldn't get up for three days.
Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for several years, she actually changed her appearance, changed her surname, and even married someone else, and it happened to be that cold Xiao again.
He thought of many ways to punish her. He wanted her to remember deeply that she was his slave and could only surrender to him.